✨ finally finished ✨
"I never wanted to be friends with you, Jiminie."
~ don't be a silent reader, pls
~ smut, fluff - boyxboy don't like, don't read ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
~ sideships: taekook, namjin
~ I don't own any of the pictures or Gif's used in this FF!
The last couple of weeks went by pretty smoothly and it's tuesday now.
Taehyung and Jungkook are cool, I guess, and even if Tae asked a bunch of questions right from the start, he quickly noticed that I barely answered any of them.
Although I haven't been to the library ever since that day, I've learned some interesting things about Jimin from Tae:
He dances since he's like three years old and wants to become a professional dancer one day. He's a straight-A student just to please his parents and doesn't socialize much due to an unexplainable anxiety of rumors. Tae didn't want to tell me what kind of rumors though. Plus, Jimin doesn't date - like, at all.
I seriously have no clue to why this little bean is stuck inside of my head the whole time but it freaks me out a little.
As soon as the schoolbell rings, I pack my stuff and get up from my seat. I spot Jimin on the other side of the classroom. Our eyes find each other and we just stand there and examine the other's expression like we did almost every day for the past week. When he finally breaks the eye contact and walks out of the room, I go and search for Tae on the schoolyard.
Well, he starts ranting about how pissed he is at Jimin, for he had not spoken a word to him for the past two weeks.
Even though Tae and Jungkook say that they're best friends, I just can't wrap my mind around the fact that they totally ignore each other at school. Apparently they take dance class together, where they catch up on everything and just goof around all day.
Well... at least that's what they say.
But Kook also says that Jimin's been different lately. He's been smiling, though it's obviously a fake smile.
And shit - that sick feeling in my stomach every time I think of Jimin suffering quietly let's me question my sanity. I'm beyond confused right now...
"He's even worse than me..." I mumble as Tae wraps an arm around my shoulder, which I shake off immediately.
"So... do you wanna come watch us today?"
I just scoff. I can't dance for shit. But seeing Jimin dance sounds tempting... "As long as I don't have to dance myself... Can I bring Hoseok, though? My best friend. I told him to hang out today..."
"Sure thing! What's he look like? Does he dance?"
I lazily grab my phone to show them a picture of Hobi.
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Taehyung freaks out right away and hits my shoulder: "THAT'S Hoseok?! Like THE Hobi?! J-FUCKING-HOPE???!!!"
J-fucking-Hope? Ah, right... J-Hope. He told me he was some sort of legend around here.
"Whatever, I don't care. So do you mind him joining us?"
Tae jumps into Kook's embrace and squeals frantically. "The hell do you meeeeeean?!"
